We all masturbate, it's nothing to be ashamed of. It's also something most prefer to keep private. But sometimes, people forget to knock while we're in the middle of things, and awkwardness ensues.
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REACTIONS:
➊ EMBARRASSMENT Yeah, someone just caught you in a very private act and you kind of wish the ground would swallow you up. Now.
➋ ANGER How dare someone barge in on you without knocking! You'll give them a piece of your mind right now.
➌ EXCITEMENT/EXHIBITIONISM happens to be a major turn-on for you, so you'll just continue. Maybe even ask them to give you a hand, you never know...
➍ APATHY Big deal, it's not like they've been living in a bubble where they never knew masturbation existed, and if they were they had to find out about it sometime.
➎ SQUICK Either it was a family member who just walked in on you or you just feel so utterly dirty at having been caught doing something so personal.
➏ DELAYED reaction You didn't even notice they were there until after you finished.
➐ DERAILED REACTION Oh no you've been--what is that on their head? Wait, the world's ending now? D-did you just see that unicorn? Worry about being caught later, figure out what the hell is going on first.
➑ FRUSTRATION COME ON, EVERY TIME!
➒ RELIEF Thank GOODNESS someone came by! Otherwise you'd have had to stop and go grab that toy/pillow/remote for the annoying stereo yourself. Also they could maybe swap discs because this movie isn't really doing it for you. What do you mean it's inappropriate? It's not like you're asking them to watch.
[Angel was in bed, hands moving under the sheet when he heard her gum pop. He jolts, bouncing himself over the far side of the bed where he can hide the evidence and maybe some scrap of his dignity.]
Doors have locks, yours wasn't locked so clearly it was an invitation to be walked in on.
[ A slight shrug of her shoulders. Stepping forward she kicked the door shut behind her clearly not even caring.]
See yeah, some lame girls might but shit this is a show. Why stop? And I'll wait here until your done since this vision isn't a right this moment thing. Damn wheres some popcorn when you need it.
[Angel stared at her in doubt and confusion. He was waiting for the other shoe to drop on a horrible joke or something. A hundred possibilities whirled in his head, never mind the flex of his bicep, or the glint that sparked in his eyes as he comes down to a handful of options.]
Why wouldn't I be, bud? I mean everyone does it. Nothin' to be ashamed of. Now work it off so we can get to work. Cause I ain't gonna listen to you bitch an' moan 'bout gettin' interrupted.
That is unless you can't preform in front o' an audience.
[It was the barb that did it. He's still a proud man. Angel's eyes got darker and locked onto hers as he moved, an echo of an attitude he'd been convinced was shameful, an attitude that directly relates to Bedroom Angel. Pushing off the bed he stands up, the deep red silk sheet doing nothing to hide his erection and does even less as he lets it drop to the ground. Slow calculated steps carry him around the foot of the bed, where he stops.]
I only perform for audiences when they participate.
[ She had tracked Angel across the room the blue eyes going up and down the body. Angel was never someone she'd had considered for such things gievn she had the cliffnotes version of all his evil deeds in her mind. However he was a hell of a sight to take in.
She looked to her watch which didn't work before popping her gum.]
Sure, why not. [ With that she pulled her shirt over her head and threw it, leaning back a bit more on the bed in a pretty designed bra and ripped jeans.]
[Angel grinned, another echo of the man that he once was long ago, as he finished his circle of the bed. With a predatory grace he half kneels in front of her, one knee sliding between her thighs until he's flush against her sex.]
I love Irish women.
[His knee pushes against her, pushing her further up onto the bed and off her elbows so Angel can hang his mass above her.]
[ She watched him with amused eyes, still chewing on the gum as she moved back at his unspoken instruction. Moving up enough on the bed to be laid out until his mass was over her a wicked grin playing up her features then, she moved against his near just a moment, her eyes closed when she did. It was always more fun to be the tease.]
Do you really think so? I'll keep that in mind next time I catch you broodin' beat you with a broom like we'd do back home.
[ She was just teasing it was all in her tone, reaching up she ran a hand down his chest, just an exparament. She knew he'd be room tempature but part of her had hoped for warmth. Idly thoughts.]
[The brogue and the unique way that he remembers domestic punishment make him twitch, the touch of her hand brings a soft growl to the back of his throat. Angel leans forwards, firm gentle lips crushing into hers as one of his hands brush over her stomach to the top of her hip. Angel tilts his own hips down, pulling them together, loving the roughness of her jeans on his cock.]
[ She grinned up at Angel until the growl. She loved challenging him, he was an easy target. And then here it was all challenges went out the window with a crash of the lips together and the fell of his hips against hers through the deniem. She pushed the gum to her cheek as she parted her lips to let Angel have access arching up to grind back against him.]
His hand slip around Doyle's back to quickly and deftly unclasp her bra. He pulled her up against him, a cool palm splaying over across her ribcage to push under the loose scrap, rough palm rolling over her satin breast. A nipple is caught between his thumb and forefinger, pinched and tugged softly. His tongue boldly explores her mouth, savoring the sweet taste.
Neither was dominant, Angel curling and dancing with her.
She arched a bit when Angel reached under to help then again when she felt his fingers tease the sensitive skin, a gasp was earned from the way he treated her nipple as she reached up and ran both hands through his hair, one stopping to go back up, with the other trailed lazily down. And all the while she was kicking her sneakers off to get things rolling.
She didn't ease up on the kiss, she wasn't one to give up so easily and she expected him to work hard for it, despite how easily she handed herself over. She was but a walking conundrum.
Angel smiled around their kiss, the hand that was still under her moving until he caught a gentle fistful of her dark hair. He broke the kiss, his lips moving down her jawline to half growl into her ear.
"Can't tell me that Irish boys love like any others either." He gripped her breast again as he trusted forward with his hips, teeth scraping at the soft high skin of her neck.
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bakerstreet2013-06-25 08:28 pm
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Damnit, don't you knock?!
[Someone looks awkward and unpleased.]
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[ Where on earth did she hear that one? Who knows. SHe stayed in the doorway, grinning all the same.]
What two hundred years and your shy? Here a figured you'd be puttin' on a show.
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[He eyed her carefully.]
Always assumed that it would be received with cries for bleach or acid.
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[ A slight shrug of her shoulders. Stepping forward she kicked the door shut behind her clearly not even caring.]
See yeah, some lame girls might but shit this is a show. Why stop? And I'll wait here until your done since this vision isn't a right this moment thing. Damn wheres some popcorn when you need it.
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You're serious.
[right?]
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That is unless you can't preform in front o' an audience.
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I only perform for audiences when they participate.
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[ She had tracked Angel across the room the blue eyes going up and down the body. Angel was never someone she'd had considered for such things gievn she had the cliffnotes version of all his evil deeds in her mind. However he was a hell of a sight to take in.
She looked to her watch which didn't work before popping her gum.]
Sure, why not. [ With that she pulled her shirt over her head and threw it, leaning back a bit more on the bed in a pretty designed bra and ripped jeans.]
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I love Irish women.
[His knee pushes against her, pushing her further up onto the bed and off her elbows so Angel can hang his mass above her.]
You really are a piece of home.
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Do you really think so? I'll keep that in mind next time I catch you broodin' beat you with a broom like we'd do back home.
[ She was just teasing it was all in her tone, reaching up she ran a hand down his chest, just an exparament. She knew he'd be room tempature but part of her had hoped for warmth. Idly thoughts.]
hides.
*follows*
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Neither was dominant, Angel curling and dancing with her.
I ALMOST RESPONDED WITH DORIAN @_@
She didn't ease up on the kiss, she wasn't one to give up so easily and she expected him to work hard for it, despite how easily she handed herself over. She was but a walking conundrum.
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"Can't tell me that Irish boys love like any others either." He gripped her breast again as he trusted forward with his hips, teeth scraping at the soft high skin of her neck.